Chapter 2037 Cruel Game (1)

Ming Ye tensed up all over, her lips trembling slightly.

fight...

What the father wanted to watch was a death fight!

"Father, there will be a lot of casualties that way, I'm afraid..." Before Ming Ye finished speaking, the ancestor of the undead had already looked at him coldly.

With just one look, Ming Ye felt an extremely tyrannical force pressing on his body, his legs seemed to lose strength, and he knelt down in front of the ancestor of the undead with a plop, cold sweat rolling all over his body. Falling, he could barely support the ground with his hands, but his body was shaking constantly.

"Ming Ye."

"In..." Ming Ye squeezed out a word from between his teeth, as if his internal organs were about to be squeezed to pieces.

"When did you have any objections?" A voice without a trace of emotion descended like a nightmare. The ancestor of the undead rested his chin on one hand and looked down at Ming Ye who was kneeling in front of him contemptuously.

This boy with his blood flowing in his body seems to have nothing to do with him.

"My son... my son dare not." Ming Ye spoke with difficulty, his whole heart seemed to be clenched tightly, throbbing constantly.

The coercion covering Ming Ye's body gradually dissipated, Ming Ye got up hastily, and silently stepped aside.

"My son, go and tell them..." Ming Ye clenched his fists in his sleeves. He couldn't figure out why his father was so cruel. The eight teams in this competition were all their souls For the outstanding players of the younger generation, any casualties would be a huge loss to them.

However, the ancestor of the undead only needs to watch the battle of life and death.

The ancestor of the undead didn't look at Ming Ye again, and Ming Ye stepped back indifferently, conveying the meaning of the ancestor of the undead to the undead in charge of the game.

The two players who were in the first match suddenly saw the suspension flag being erected. They were a little confused after the start of the match. They stopped each other and looked blankly at the suspension flag. undead.

The undead in the entire arena were dumbfounded. They were watching vigorously, why did they suddenly stop playing?

All of a sudden, the voices of discussion erupted one after another.

"From now on, the way of the game will be completely changed. The standing side wins, and the fallen side loses. There is no such thing as surrender." The undead who was in charge of the game arrangement said with a blank face. His Highness was shocked.

No one would have imagined that a group of teenagers' trials would directly turn into a life-and-death battle.

The new fighting method was announced, and the two teams of undead youths on the field were a little dazed.

"Standing is winning, falling is losing."

Each team has 100 members. This new rule is equivalent to putting all the 100 members of the opponent. Undead have strong healing ability. Even if they were knocked down a moment ago, as long as they are given a certain amount of time, they can Stand up again.

If you want to completely put it on the opponent, you can only use ruthless hands!

There was an uproar inside and outside the arena, and the youngsters who were not deeply involved in the world obviously found it difficult to digest the new rules. They looked at each other, and seemed to find it difficult to accept the idea of ​​killing their opponents.

It's just a trial, so why is there a killer?

Discussions kept ringing out, and Mingye, who had already retreated to the main stand, looked extremely ugly. In his heart, he extremely disapproved of such a cruel fighting method, but how could he shake his father's will?

Ming Ye subconsciously looked for that familiar figure in the auditorium.